--it was early in the morning, the sky hues of orange as the hot sun slowly rose. Prowl was at the bar, part of the bar that was made for Autobots so everything was the right size for him. He drank his early cup of oil before starting the day, usually it was quiet in the mornings so he could get ready without rush. The town was quiet, peaceful. some people had gotten up but there where still some people asleep. He let out a small peaceful sigh before taking another sip.--